Luke was Bubble, because when my pregnancy was just starting to show my nephew said that it looked like I had a bubble in my belly. Two years later, the natural succession to Bubble was Squeak, so that's what we called Elliot. This one hasn't actually got a proper pregnancy name at the minute, the boys think a heavily pregnant woman looks like she has a football stuffed up her t-shirt so I've had several football-related names from them. Libby's calling it BabyFairy, as she's obsessed with fairies at the minute, and my partner thinks the actual name is more important than what it's called in the womb.